NEUTRALS: Good Offices

A tall young man, dressed in a general's
uniform, accompanied by an aide de camp and an elderly statesman,
hopped into his car at Brussels after dinner one evening last week and
sped through northern Belgium into The Netherlands. Shortly before 11
o'clock the car raced up the Noordiende, one of The Hague's main
streets, and stopped abruptly before a small but stately white Palace.

Before long the placid inhabitants of the placid Dutch seat of
government were spreading the news that for some unexplained
reasonand they feared the reason was ominousLeopold III,
King of
the Belgians,...